I found a bargain...I rarely find a geniune bargain, whatever it is usually has something horribly wrong with it or is in a vile shade of putrid yellow and can't be dyed...but there was a small car boot sale in town this morning and the nice Mexican woman was there selling off some of her craft stash.
So I swooped on her boxes and had a rummage...a huge packet of assorted skeleton leaves in dozens of different colours and a big circle hole punch for €5...then she gave me a nice denim bag to put them in...
She's clearing out her unwanted bits she said...so I asked did she have more room now? Not at all! Stuff everywhere!
She had a pretty little glass fronted cabinet which a rather sour woman was looking at...she asked how much she wanted for it and the Mexican lady said €15...which I thought very reasonable. The customer was totally aghast...it isn't worth more than €5 said she and stalked off with her nose in the air...
The other stalls were the usual assortment of 'probably stolen' power tools...Himself always says they've been nicked when he knows nothing of the sort...DVD's of films you've either never heard of or have seen already and a few tattered paperback books that smelled a bit musty and nothing of interest to me anyway.
One woman was struggling with her disabled son, who every time she stopped to look at anything shrieked at the top of his voice and threw his shoes off...I was going to tell her a trick I learned from another carer about taking shouty people out in public...give them a toffee to chew. But I thought she'd think me quite mad, so I didn't. Doesn't do much for your persons teeth but it's very effective at keeping them from being excessively noisy.
We had a lady who refused point blank to walk over certain surfaces...one memorable time we needed to go into a store which had coloured lights just under the floor of the entrance...and very pretty they looked. Georgina pushed her glasses further up her nose...folded her arms...took a deep breath and let out an ear-piercing scream. We cajoled and we bribed and resorted to giving her a bit of a push and people were passing us and either smiling in sympathy or glaring in horror as Georgina continued to scream...
We gave up in the end and practically frog marched her back to the car where she sat down with a thump and turned to me...Lovely Soo, she said with a beatific smile while she patted me gently on my arm. Then she went to sleep.
I've not the faintest idea what I'll do with huge numbers of skeleton leaves but there will come a time when they'll be just right for something...
We went to the supermarket after the car boot and I did the food shopping, which depresses me more each week as the bill rises but I have nothing more in the trolley to show for it...the poor checkout girl was in an awful muddle when she knocked a jar of curry sauce onto the floor and had to mop it all up...then she couldn't read the special offer thing on the cheese and Eileen was talking to me about a wonderful shop she'd been to in Clairemorris while Ann...who used to run our tiny Post Office...was trying to tell me about her recent trip to Australia and her husband Frank fidgeting the entire way 'cos he wanted a smoke...she said he practically fell off the 'plane when they arrived.
Eileen sorted out the cheese problem and packed a bag for me and then wandered off and the check-out girl gave me a free copy of the Daily Mail and Ann said I was to call her if I needed anything...anything at all.
We came home after that and had a coffee and a sandwich.
Himself has almost finished pollarding the willow trees and I put my skeleton leaves away neatly and listened to an excellent play on the radio about the events surrounding the shooting of J.F.K...it was based on one of the conspiracy theories and was very well done.
And that is about it for our day...